Trust me

I finally had got Aiden's eyes. I motioned for him to write me. A few minutes later a note was passed. I opened it up. "You wanted me to write you?" It said. I wrote down my reply. Me: Yeah, so is that that? I mean we are going to remain as friends? Aiden: Well what do you think? Me: Gosh, edgy much. I was just asking. Are you mad? Aiden: No, my life is taking a big freakin' turn. Me: What is wrong? Aiden: I'll tell you later. There is too much to write. Me: Summeriaze it because chances are that you are not going to tell me later. Aiden: I'm questioning my relationship, I'm sliping back into insanity... Me: You and me both. At least the insanity part. Aiden... Aiden:What? Me: There is something missing, Aiden: Huh? Me: I feel like I am missing something about you and I guess us. Aiden: What do you want to do? Me: I don't know. I guess it is the fact that we can't share our feelings. Aiden: These feelings will go away when I leave. Just like butterflys in your stomach. Me: I don't want them to leave that is the problem. Aiden: Focas all of those feelings on your boyfriend. Me: There is a differance between the feelings I have for you and my boyfriend. Aiden: Like how? Me: I don't know. I feel closer to you, you understand me more. Aiden: Yeah but your Boyfriend knows you more then I will ever know you. Me: I don't think so. Aiden: Trust me. Me: Why? Aiden: Because he has known you longer. Me: That doesn't mean anything, I have known you for two and a half months and I feel like I have known you a lifetime. Aiden: Trust me. I don't want to mess up your life.

That was it. We stopped passing the note. Chances are that he already messed up my life.

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